Ceilings
These ceilings are starting to wear me down.
Winter is having its affect on me.
The days are short
the nights are far too long
I need the smell of summer,
I need its noises in my ears
I need the sun on my skin.
I want my windows down as I drive.
I want my hands in the soil again.
I need spring.
I need sky.
I want more time outside.
All day everyday ceilings.
I go to work and we are trapped in the classroom and the indoor playground.
I go home and I am locked in my room studying for hours.
I want to nap in the grass like I use to.
I want my shirt off and feel the rays on my back.
I want to feel the wind blowing my hair.
Winter looks so beautiful, the snow makes my heart happy
but these ceilings, these walls, I feel so boxed in.
Earlier this month I finally got to see the Steel Wheels perform in Columbus.
It was such a perfect night and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to share the moment with Bea.
The day of the show I asked them to play the song about Kansas that I showed Bea last summer.
For their encore they mentioned my tweet and played the song for me. I got my phone out as fast as I could are recorded it. I wish Bea could have been there beside me.
I remember that evening we watched the sunset. The big sky. The moment she took a picture of a lightning bolt leaving Colorado. The warm skunk beers on her car roof. When she saved us after I let the battery die. That night in the hotel. It wasn't the perfect day but we did it together and we were growing. The next morning for breakfast we listened to an old sexist U.S. Veteran talk about marriage.
Ceilings.
I feel trapped.
I need some fresh air again. I need to sleep under the stars. I just need to drive for a while and hike somewhere alone. I didn't take my yearly trip out west. Maybe I should when it warms up.
I want you to stand beside me when the harvest winds are humming.
She made her way from Ohio
Says a man don't live by bread alone
If the rains don't come the crops don't grow and the table's looking empty
She looks at me with a wicked grin
She says I won't go your way again
Because Kansas is a cross to bear on the road to Colorado
And what do you benefit if you gain a teaching job but lose the love of your life? Is anything worth more than love?
I miss that woman.
The Steel Wheels - Thundercloud Breaks
These ceilings are starting to wear me down.
Winter is having its affect on me.
The days are short
the nights are far too long
I need the smell of summer,
I need its noises in my ears
I need the sun on my skin.
I want my windows down as I drive.
I want my hands in the soil again.
I need spring.
I need sky.
I want more time outside.
All day everyday ceilings.
I go to work and we are trapped in the classroom and the indoor playground.
I go home and I am locked in my room studying for hours.
I want to nap in the grass like I use to.
I want my shirt off and feel the rays on my back.
I want to feel the wind blowing my hair.
Winter looks so beautiful, the snow makes my heart happy
but these ceilings, these walls, I feel so boxed in.
Earlier this month I finally got to see the Steel Wheels perform in Columbus.
It was such a perfect night and all I could think about was how badly I wanted to share the moment with Bea.
The day of the show I asked them to play the song about Kansas that I showed Bea last summer.
For their encore they mentioned my tweet and played the song for me. I got my phone out as fast as I could are recorded it. I wish Bea could have been there beside me.
I remember that evening we watched the sunset. The big sky. The moment she took a picture of a lightning bolt leaving Colorado. The warm skunk beers on her car roof. When she saved us after I let the battery die. That night in the hotel. It wasn't the perfect day but we did it together and we were growing. The next morning for breakfast we listened to an old sexist U.S. Veteran talk about marriage.
Ceilings.
I feel trapped.
I need some fresh air again. I need to sleep under the stars. I just need to drive for a while and hike somewhere alone. I didn't take my yearly trip out west. Maybe I should when it warms up.
I want you to stand beside me when the harvest winds are humming.
She made her way from Ohio
Says a man don't live by bread alone
If the rains don't come the crops don't grow and the table's looking empty
She looks at me with a wicked grin
She says I won't go your way again
Because Kansas is a cross to bear on the road to Colorado
And what do you benefit if you gain a teaching job but lose the love of your life? Is anything worth more than love?
I miss that woman.
The Steel Wheels - Thundercloud Breaks